The Body Comes First

It was an unfamiliar sensation.

It had been a long time since something grew from below, and with a strange film covering it, it was, in a way, a natural impression.

A light green, transparent film clung tightly to the stiffly erect rod.

A perverted item that castrated reproductive function from sexual acts, only pursuing pleasure. 

Veronica evaluated it as such.

…She rationalized that wearing it now was unavoidable for treatment.

Veronica’s red eyes scanned Asha, who was lying beneath her.

Her hair, soaked in sweat, was disheveled.

It clung to her face and body, subtly stimulating lust.

And what about her face, with wet hair plastered to it?

It was flushed deep red, stained with pleasure. Her unfocused eyes were hazy, and sticky saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth, trickling down her cheeks and dampening the sheets.

The inner flesh visible through her unbuttoned shirt.

Asha’s torso rose and fell with her ragged breaths.

Her dainty breasts, which fit perfectly in one hand, were pressed flat by her expanding torso, then repeatedly transformed into teardrop shapes.

Her nipples, which had somehow protruded, were already firm as if someone had touched them.

Sweat droplets that ran down her abs collected in her navel, only to be flung in all directions by her arched back, scattering water marks everywhere.

A sweet peach scent wafted up from below.

Could a person’s body scent really be this sweet?

Veronica swallowed hard.

Just pressing the pink clitoris at her fingertip made Asha gasp, letting out erotic moans.

Veronica thought, gripping Asha’s soft thighs.

Why did this keep happening only to Asha?

What was the problem?

…Or perhaps, it was just her hidden true nature emerging.

Squelch!

“Ugh….”

“Ah, ugh! Ve-Veronicaaa… St-stop….”

A voice, sweetened with heat, recited Veronica’s name.

Her rod, encased in the light green film, throbbed.

She had excused it as being for treatment, but perhaps it was due to the lingering sensation of Asha in Veronica’s mind.

Even without insertion, Veronica’s face was flushed deep red, like a ripe apple.

Veronica shook her head, composed herself, and slowly pushed her hips forward.

Rip! The light green rod slowly began to insert itself into Asha’s pink crevice.

The ravenous red inner flesh clung desperately to Veronica’s rod, so much so that insertion would have been difficult if the rod hadn’t been slippery.

Even as her hips trembled from the resistance, Veronica couldn’t help but think.

‘…It’s a bit disappointing.’

No, this wasn’t the time to be picky. Treatment, she had to treat her.

Perhaps because Asha was tied up, it felt even tighter than before… but Veronica couldn’t shake the feeling of disappointment.

The moment the rod disappeared from view and their pelvises met.

Asha’s regular ragged breathing turned erratic, and a beast-like cry burst forth.

“Eugh! Ugh… H-huh… K-kuh….”

“Huh…?”

At the same time, due to the sudden violent tremor, Veronica, who was on top of her, fell onto Asha.

As Veronica collapsed onto Asha’s torso, she heard Asha’s heartbeat in her ear.

Thump, thump, thump, thump!

It was irregular and fast.

When she lifted her head, she saw Asha’s face, eyes rolled back, convulsing, and copious amounts of fluid streaming from her mouth and eyes.

A vulgar yet lust-stimulating sight.

Veronica was startled by Asha’s sudden convulsion but quickly realized the cause.

…It was nothing much.

It was because their pelvises, which had met during the insertion of the rod, had pressed down on Asha’s clitoris.

“…What a pain.”

Veronica slowly raised her body and carefully moved her hips, making sure their pelvises didn’t press together.

Squish, squish, squish, the sound echoed.

“Ugh… Hmm….”

A calmer moan was heard than before.

This should be fine, right?

Veronica’s rod moved slightly in and out of Asha’s crevice.

Veronica felt a faint craving. 

The lukewarm movements, going back and forth near the entrance.

The light green film covering the rod.

No matter how she thought about it… it was tantalizing.

But if she moved too pleasurably, Asha would gasp as if she were breaking, so she couldn’t recklessly put force into her movements.

Veronica looked at Asha, who was panting, her pink tongue sticking out as if exhausted.

If I thrust this in… will you break?

…If that happens… will I have to take responsibility for you for the rest of my life?

No, what am I thinking?

That’s… not what Asha would want.

Veronica’s eyes, moving passively, caught sight of Asha’s wrists. Seeing her wrists, reddened from being tied, made her feel uneasy.

…Wouldn’t it be better to untie her and change positions?

Veronica pulled out the lukewarmly moving rod.

With a squelch, the rod was completely withdrawn.

“Haahng… Aah….”

The light green rod was a mess, mixed with the fluid Asha had expelled and the fluid that was originally on it. At the tip of the thoroughly teased rod, an unknown fluid flowed out, slightly inflating the light green film.

Veronica got off the bed and undid the restraints on Asha.

She thought it would be fine to untie her since the restraints were meant to prevent her from climaxing uncontrollably while asleep.

After undoing the devices that gently bound Asha’s wrists, Veronica blankly climbed back onto the bed.

At that moment, Asha snatched Veronica’s wrist and pulled her down onto the bed.

It was a strength unimaginable for someone who had been gasping for breath.

“Ah, ow….”

Veronica, who had fallen onto the soft bed, let out a faint moan. Her surprise was greater than any pain.

…It seems Asha is very angry.

As she opened her closed eyes at the sudden movement, Veronica saw a strange sight.

Through Asha’s pink hair, which flowed down like a curtain, she saw Asha bringing her own crevice to the tip of the rod.

However, her clumsy hip movements couldn’t easily take the rod in, only grazing it repeatedly.

At that tantalizing stimulation, Veronica forgot her predicament and let out a sigh of regret.

“Ah….”

Asha seemed engrossed in it, placing her hands on either side of Veronica and bowing her head. It looked as if she was pondering how the rod should enter.

“Hoo… hoo….”

Asha, who had been breathing out angrily at the insertion not going as planned,

Soon, she broke her posture and buried her face in Veronica’s chest.

Veronica flinched. Her heart pounded fiercely. Soon, she felt a hand gripping the rod.

The hand, fumbling for a long time as if unfamiliar with the slippery rod, soon found the optimal angle and firmly gripped the rod, holding it in place.

Immediately after… with a squelch as the crevice opened, Veronica felt as if the tip of her rod had entered hot water.

Asha, who had finally taken the rod into her crevice, let out a joyful, unrestrained laugh.

Veronica, momentarily flustered, opened her mouth.

“Th-that… Asha?”

At Veronica’s call, Asha, who had been burying her face in Veronica’s chest, raised her collapsed body.

As if it were a lie that only the tip of the rod had barely entered.

Veronica’s rod parted Asha’s flesh and plunged deep inside.

“Aah….”

“Eugh!”

The two, who had briefly let out moans, met each other’s gaze from a slight distance.

Veronica saw Asha’s eyes, wandering about as if flustered. She seemed startled, realizing what she had done.

Her eyes, which had held confusion, soon revealed her indignation.

“…I… did nothing wrong.”

“What?”

“It’s, it’s all your fault!”

Shouting that, Asha began to move her hips.

It was a violent movement, as if saying she didn’t like the lukewarm movements until now.

Every time Asha’s pelvis lifted and thrust down forcefully, Slap! The sound of soft flesh colliding was boisterous.

In rhythm with that boisterous sound, fluid flowing from Asha’s crevice splattered everywhere.

The sticky fluid, enough to feel squelchy, stretched stickily every time flesh met flesh.

Veronica let out moans, saliva dripping from her mouth, due to the sudden pleasure.

“Aah… A-Asha, wh-what are you, what are you suddenly talking about….”

Asha shook her hips without replying. She was busy greedily swallowing the rod and pounding her insides.

Thwack! Slap! Squelch!

The room was filled with the sound of pelvises colliding. The sound of soft flesh and sticky fluid stretching.

As her hip movements grew faster and faster, Veronica tightened her grip on the sheets.

It was hard for her to keep her wits about her with the pleasure being injected uncontrollably, beyond her own command.

Asha, who had been fiercely thrusting her hips as if to make her experience being in her shoes,

Soon, she trembled all over and reached climax.

“U-ugh… Aah-ugh…♡”

Asha trembled all over, her body still impaled by Veronica’s rod deep inside.

She rested her hands on Veronica’s body, letting saliva drip, drip, as she savored the afterglow of climax.

Asha’s sticky saliva soaked Veronica’s underwear.

A moment later, Asha, pretending to be dignified, spoke indifferently.

“…This, this is… how it should be… for treatment… I guess… Ugh, hmm… Yeah… My clitoris doesn’t feel weird… Yeah… This, this must be right.”

…However, contrary to her own thoughts, the words uttered by her body, immersed in climax, were trembling greatly.

Veronica, who had regained her composure after the piston-like thrusting stopped, replied with difficulty.

“…Is that so?”

Then, the treatment is over, isn’t it?

No.

Now, I need to… treat my own.

Veronica grabbed Asha, who was avoiding her gaze, and pulled her down onto the bed.